nothing eventful to report

Not having the internet has really been a change. I feel disconnected from my facebook acquaintances because I no longer see all of the status changes. If I want to know where something is, I have to guess. Or realize it really isn't that important and I shouldn't go. Overall I think it's going to be good. AND it's saving us money. Speaking of saving money, John was on a money saving roll yesterday. He called our car insurance provider to let them know we moved, and because of our new location, we save over $100 a year. Apartment complexes must really be dangerous for vehicles :) We also switched to a lower minute cell phone plan. Maybe our Crown study is paying off... Speaking of Crown, this Saturday is our final class. It's kind of sad :(

John and I went to Chicago this weekend to see my cousin Kaitlyn, and I would post pictures, but I left my camera at home. Next time. It was SO much fun. She lives above a little flower shop, and we walked or took the el everywhere. Thanks Kaits for a great weekend and yummy food!

Nothing too much is happening. We're s....l....o....w...l....y putting our house together. John put the light in the upstairs bathroom in today. For the past two weeks we've had a lamp on the counter.

That's all. Really. Except for a picture of John sleeping with Taryn's kitty. I think it's cute.

WE MOVED!! (... and have no internet)

YAY! Saturday was our official moving day, and we spent our first night there. John has been sleeping there during the day every now and then, but that doesn't count. Our place looks great. And I just finished my interview at the Canton Panera (the only reason I'm able to blog, because we don't have internet at our house yet)... it was SOO not worth stressing over. The very word "interview" makes my heart beat faster and my stomach feel sick. Turns out all I had to do was write down my name and address and tell him my availability. Super easy. And I got a free coffee out of it, so now as I sit and take use of the free internet, I can drink free coffee too!! I'm being good to the budget today!! :)

Other than moving not too much is going on. We have the downstairs totally put together, and I'm pretending the upstairs doesn't exist.

I had a great birthday with John. He took me out for dinner, and even walked around Bed Bath and Beyond with me (this was a big deal. He had worked the night before and hadn't slept all day either. I told him he could sleep in the car while I walked around the store, and he STILL came in. He loves me :)).

That's all. I think we're going to Bay City this weekend so John can kill us a deer. I'll let you know how that goes :)

the dreaded question...

Caitlin tagged me a very long time ago to share 7 random facts about myself. Can I make my number one be that I hate, hate HATE having to share "interesting facts" about myself. You know when you go somewhere and they use that as the ice breaking, introduction. :) And yet I'm still doing this. Because I like Caitlin.

Fact #2 When I am home alone I have to have the shower curtain open. If it's closed I am convinced that someone is hiding behind it, to the point that I am too scared to open it and check. I open it now before John leaves for work at night. (waaaay too active of an imagination once it gets dark).

Useless #3 Tomorrow is my birthday :) Someone mailed me a balloon and I instantly blew it up and taped it to our wall. I love birthdays.

FOUR. When I was little, all of our animals (except the dog) had less than a one year life span. Chickens, turkeys, cats... they were either eaten (by us or wild animals), hit by cars, or ran into the woods. Our pets were "seasonal."

Fact #5 I LOVE hot drinks in the winter. Today I have had a mug of coffee, one of hot chai, and another of hot chocolate. Another favorite is hot apple cider.

number 6- My feet are always cold. I wear fuzzy socks, slippers, put that all underneath a blanket, and sometimes my feet are still icy to the touch. I wear socks to bed just to keep from freezing John out when I touch him. Unlike me, he is always hot and wears shorts to bed. So my feet could very easily find skin. Sometimes I do it just to see him jump.

FINALLY 7. Once at work, someone's total came up to $6.66 and she freaked out and made me add a bottle of water so that wouldn't be her total anymore. I like where I work. Another time, I met this guy who knew John back when John lived in Lafayette Indiana and worked at the airport. Pilot worlds are small.

THATS ALL FOLKS!!

I tag... Suzy , Kaits, and Heidi already did it, as did Peggy. And maybe some bold reader will feel inspired to share seven random things about them. THAT would be fun :) Even just one thing??? If seven people do one thing, maybe I'd still technically be following the game rules.

Chocolate Mug Cake

So... after three lovely days off (I worked all three days) John returned to work about 40 minutes ago. Remembering a comment I received on my last post from my lovely aunt about chocolate cake... I knew I'd be fine tonight :)
Here is the cake pre-assembled/microwaved:

It was SO easy to mix together. I only made half of the recipe, because there was no one to share it with... and I wanted to still feel slightly virtuous ;)

Here it is cooking...

And three minutes later, the finished product!!

It was sooo yummy! I didn't have any chocolate chips, but that would have made it even more scrumptious. But being the peanut butter junkie I am (and per my husband's suggestion) I dipped my fork in peanut butter before I took a bite. SO good :) :)

a spontaneous erruption of words

I keep intending to post something on here. I tell myself that I'll do it when John leaves for work... but when John leaves for work I get bummed out. And there are always dinner dishes that just bum me out further. And the fact that I have to get up and work on a Sunday morning. Basically, having a husband that works third shift and leaves me alone lots at night just puts me in a negative mood.

Since I haven't posted in FOREVER I'll update you on the important things. John quit his flying cargo job. He spent a month not working, and just started working as a mechanic for Mesaba airline this Wednesday night at 9 PM. He works 9PM to 7:30AM and then drives home and sleeps until about four, and then we hang out/eat/he showers, etc. until he leaves home at 7:50PM to do it all over again. The benefit of the ten hour shift is that he'll get three days off... but until then I kind of miss him. I know, I know. 3 and a half hours together isn't bad... but when you're used to THE ENTIRE DAY (or at least 2-10) it's a HUGE adjustment (for John too :))

John and I went to California for his brother Jim's wedding a week ago. That was an absolute blast, and I'll post pictures and tell about the fun stuff some other night. Probably not tomorrow, because posting two nights in a row would just be too much :p

My parents and Taryn came down this morning, so I could hang out with them on my day off (John was sleeping). They helped me pick out some more paint for our new place we're moving into (a duplex this time, up from an apartment! AND closer to John's work, so he won't have to leave as early). Oh. And Taryn made us some animals out of paper.

This evening was gorgeous. John and I drove down to the airport with some travel mugs of hot chocolate, opened the sun roof, and watched airplanes land. It was fun :) John also informed me tonight, how fun it would be to buy an airplane instead of a house and just live in the hanger with the airplane. I'm pretty sure he was kidding, so I said it would be tons and tons of fun.

I should blog more often. This almost feels like I'm talking to someone. Well... I really should do the dishes tonight. Otherwise I'll have to do them tomorrow night after I come home from painting the duplex after coming from Crown Bible Study AFTER coming from work. I think I'll be tired. But tonight I'm home alone and bummed out :( Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday night my honey has off... maybe they can wait until then :) :)

My trip to the neurologist

For lack of good material, I thought I'd post about my latest trip to the doctor. I normally don't really mind going to the doctor, so long as it's not to get any shots. The nurse had mentioned something about blood work though (okay, said they were going to do it, but I was just HOPING against everything, that it was just a maybe). Anyways, I was a little mentally preoccupied when I got there and started filling out my new-patient paperwork. I got back to the exam room and was sitting on the crinkly paper bed SOOO stressed about the possibility of bloodwork when two male doctors walked in. Ahem. I made an appointment with a girl doctor. Hellooo!! That was my first clue that something wasn't right. Then he started asking me questions about who referred me, and I realized that his white jacket said "NEUROLOGY!" The front desk lady gave me the wrong paperwork, and so I got the very wrong doctor. They fixed it, and I waited for the new doctor.

It was cool, her daughter had worked at Panera before, (I work there now) and I was starting to think I liked her. Then she dropped the bomb. "How would you feel about doing some blood work?" I told her I had a fear of needles, started crying like a baby (maybe the neurologist should have stayed), and she said she still wanted to do it. They used a teeny tiny needle they use on babies, and the doctor actually held my hand. All in all it was okay (I only freak out before and after, not so much during). I survived my first drawing of blood from my body, and that gives me hope that maybe I WILL be able to make it through the blood work involved in a pregnancy. Take hope mother and mother-in-law... John and I may give you grandchildren yet!

this is getting old.

This is the third night this week I'll be going to bed alone. Oh, he's always there when I wake up, I'm okay with waking up alone. I get to leisurely check my email, shower, whatever I want. I really don't like going to sleep alone. The apartment makes more noises at night.

John and I were just starting to get to the good part in our movie, but it wasn't scary yet thankfully. Anyways. I just went into the kitchen because I was hungry, and I almost got a carrot out of the fridge because I haven't had my 3-5 servings of veggies today, but then I saw the donuts on top of the fridge and was like "you know what... THREE times this week. It's Saturday night and I'm alone. I'm eating an entire donut." So I did. And it was fantastic. Thanks mom and Christi for the donuts.

Oh well. At least it's a short trip and he'll be home before morning. Maybe he'll even get to go to church with me :) Yesterday John flew a passenger trip instead of cargo. It was a team of doctors that he flew from Cincinnati down to Texas to pick up some organ from a person that had just died, and then flew them back to Cincinnati to do the transplant. He said they actually got on with a cooler. He got home at 2:30 AM with an incredible amount of energy so we stayed up and talked for a while. And then slept in until almost 10. I guess there are some perks to his job. It's going to stink royally when I start my job though!

Okay that's all. I just don't like being all alone, and blogging feels like talking. Which is probably why I blogstalk people when I'm alone...